For this wild heart
soil stained feet running
free through the fields,
every step closer to my heart
beats faster with even more excitement than the last.
Every step leading me closer,
drawing me in;
passion, dilligence.
Let it never cease,
the wild heart pressing in.
Laughing wildly with joy at the thought
of whats waiting
at the other side of the river.
The King is there, drawing me in.
Whispering to me through those swaying sunflowers in the fields.
'Precious, keep running.
I'm waiting here for you
I am faithful.
I'll be here as long as it takes you.
I'm here waiting patiently.'
